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A commission for Blitz on Twitter! This is actually a sequel to this story here, about his two love birds Jack and Deacon getting huge during a blizzard, and the outcome a couple days later. Enjoy
Characters © Blitzeekay
Carl approached cautiously. The bear's shirt was looking particularly tight tonight— apparently he had worked out through the entire blizzard, and it was starting to show. Sofia was a consummate professional, but thankfully, her iridescent eyes could rove without showing where she was looking. Still, the muscular and burly bear was frowning softly. "Uh, boss? I think… I think we might be snowed in."
Sofia looked up sharply. "I'm sorry— what? How is that possible? It's been nothing but light flurries."
"I don't know but it's white all the way to the top of the main door." Carl said. "You better come and see."
Sofia rushed after the bouncer, her eyes widening as she saw a great sheet of white in front of the door. But as she got closer, she saw the door starting to push open. "Oh my God, it's starting to push in— Carl, put those muscles to work already, I don't want snow all over the entryway."
The bear nodded and rushed to push the door close, but then stopped. "Uh… Sofia? It's… warm."
"What?" The mantis inched closer as a great mass of white pressed against the door, and then on closer inspection, she saw it was wool cloth. Poking under what she saw was a gold button was coarse, purple-grey fur that looked far too familiar. The mass then wobbled, pushing further in.
Carl looked to Sofia. "What do I do here, boss?"
"Sofia! Sofia, are you there?" Jack's muffled voice shouted. "Stop poking me and help me out, here!"
Sofia's jaw dropped, then covered her mouth with two of her hands. "Oh— oh my God! Carl, help him in!"
"Uh…" the bear scratched the back of his head, just seeing an amorphous blob slowly pushing its way in. "I… I don't see where I can get a grip on things here." Sofia hastily urged him on, and the bear grabbed fistfuls of what they both realized to be huge reams of fat, and pulled. Sofia heard Jack grunt on the other side, and she pulled the double doors open as Carl dug in his heels, the brawny bear huffing as he tried to pull the moth in. Soon, a waistcoat large enough to make a tent for her could be made out, barely covering an iceberg of a gut that now slumped on the floor, followed by enormous hips and thighs wider than car tires, finally, two pairs of arms caked in reams of fat flailing wildly as, atop a doughy chest and multiple chins, Sofia and Carl saw their employer, large as a parade balloon and dressed in a tailored suit made of enough white cloth to make half a dozen wedding dresses.
Characters © Blitzeekay
Carl approached cautiously. The bear's shirt was looking particularly tight tonight— apparently he had worked out through the entire blizzard, and it was starting to show. Sofia was a consummate professional, but thankfully, her iridescent eyes could rove without showing where she was looking. Still, the muscular and burly bear was frowning softly. "Uh, boss? I think… I think we might be snowed in."
Sofia looked up sharply. "I'm sorry— what? How is that possible? It's been nothing but light flurries."
"I don't know but it's white all the way to the top of the main door." Carl said. "You better come and see."
Sofia rushed after the bouncer, her eyes widening as she saw a great sheet of white in front of the door. But as she got closer, she saw the door starting to push open. "Oh my God, it's starting to push in— Carl, put those muscles to work already, I don't want snow all over the entryway."
The bear nodded and rushed to push the door close, but then stopped. "Uh… Sofia? It's… warm."
"What?" The mantis inched closer as a great mass of white pressed against the door, and then on closer inspection, she saw it was wool cloth. Poking under what she saw was a gold button was coarse, purple-grey fur that looked far too familiar. The mass then wobbled, pushing further in.
Carl looked to Sofia. "What do I do here, boss?"
"Sofia! Sofia, are you there?" Jack's muffled voice shouted. "Stop poking me and help me out, here!"
Sofia's jaw dropped, then covered her mouth with two of her hands. "Oh— oh my God! Carl, help him in!"
"Uh…" the bear scratched the back of his head, just seeing an amorphous blob slowly pushing its way in. "I… I don't see where I can get a grip on things here." Sofia hastily urged him on, and the bear grabbed fistfuls of what they both realized to be huge reams of fat, and pulled. Sofia heard Jack grunt on the other side, and she pulled the double doors open as Carl dug in his heels, the brawny bear huffing as he tried to pull the moth in. Soon, a waistcoat large enough to make a tent for her could be made out, barely covering an iceberg of a gut that now slumped on the floor, followed by enormous hips and thighs wider than car tires, finally, two pairs of arms caked in reams of fat flailing wildly as, atop a doughy chest and multiple chins, Sofia and Carl saw their employer, large as a parade balloon and dressed in a tailored suit made of enough white cloth to make half a dozen wedding dresses.
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